Feelings. Including the irrational ones.
This post is about a female ally. Please dont read if you think you might not want to hear it.
You have just found out that the person you love most in the world has been attacked. In my country and I think the world over its a moral, legal, emotional and physical crime.
If I saw a stranger being attacked I'd try to face the attackers and I'd ring the police.I'd tell family, friends or neighbours so they'd have support and I'd be witness in court if they wanted that.
But This is isn't an anonomous stranger, its someone you love with all your heart, who you share a life with, you've both always helped each other out before, in the ways you know and are familiar with.
And what do you do in the face of the knowledge of this attack? Nothing!! At least it feels like nothing.
You don't tell a soul because that adds to the crime. You just listen. and inside you feel.....fury (at the agressor and every goddamned person who didn't protect him), depths of compassion you didn't know you had, a weird sort of maternal protectiveness that you don't recognise, overwhelming love, an energy to DO something that possesses you, guilt for the times you've scolded him when he's been uncomunicative with your friends,
So.... Lesson Number one. You've got lessons to learn. Lessons you didn't know existed.
It feels like a ship has been launched and you have your own responsibilities for that ship but you don't know what they are. You know it has gaping gashes in the side and you fear it might sink, should you try and mend those gashes. NO, because then he feels controlled. He has to mend them. and if that ship sinks in the meantime.... well... can't think of the words.
Lesson No 2. That fear of it all sinking is big. and it isn't going to go away, not as yet for me anyhow.
Lesson No 3. Your'e best friend is too close to this issue to help you in your time of need, this is the biggest crisis that you've ever had to deal with and you have lost him as your confidant. You can't lean on him like you have in the past, nor can you lean honestly on friends or family because they musn't know. You can ask him what you can do, answer nothing.
This is leaving aside the fact that at first he told you the details, quite easily, about the 9 years of secret unprotected sex with anonomous men you've just found out about. You learn later he can chat because he's zoned out. Later when he's not zoned out he can't get the words out, holds himself and sits so hunched and stiff and frozen you just don't recognise him. But before you learn about zoning out and reenacting, does anger come close to describing what you feel. Not really. You scream at him, you slap his face and you demand he finds the tel No of the local HIV centre so you can make an appointment and you kick him out of the house.
Its days later that you find out about the abuse. Then you learn what guilt really is all about. Then all those feelings of love and protectiveness collide with the anger at him at you.... well frankly I don't know how either of us got through that period.
I'll try to illustate the feelings of uselessness. I read and read and read, good books, helpful books, insightful books. "Ask permission to touch him, don't talk when he speaks, listen. and keep listening... this isn't about you its about him.. OK That makes sense. when he talks I'll listen. A time comes up. he's talking, his pain is palpable and boy am I listening.. he tells me some progress he's made with his therapist and inside I'm leaping up and down, I'm cheerleading him I'm whistleing loud and shouting YES..I'm doing really well,no suggestions, no opinions, all I do is smile and try to look encouraging. He pauses... Are you sure you are not a smiling assassin?? he asks.
Is that lesson No 4? Learn not to smile in a way that makes you look like a killer. No. I'll go shopping and wait until he can trust me.
I don't have much experience of the waiting. Its only been three months and so far we are in and out of crisis I think.
Any insights on the waiting, good people? What is there to look forward to emotionally on that one.
I say this tongue in cheek because inbetween all that pain I can honestly say that the progress, both his and mine has been nothing short of exhilerating. We all talk about small steps but when they happen a shaft of light burns down and your loved one suddenly gets bathed in it. In fact you both get bathed in it. I know we will get there... wherever there may be.. I do know it will be out of the blackness.
Joy and peace are two words I didn't really have in my vocabulary before this. I think thats because I'd never felt them before. Its made me realise you have to go pretty low before you can really see the highs.
I hope that other partners, spouses friends etcc can add their feelings to this post. Its been a breath of air into me to realise that I'm not on my own. I know some of things I did in those early days deserve to be judged but I accept that and the fact remains. I am human. and just trying to love someone the best way I know how. as I said lesson No one. Theres lessons to be learnt.
Tracy
You have just found out that the person you love most in the world has been attacked. In my country and I think the world over its a moral, legal, emotional and physical crime.
If I saw a stranger being attacked I'd try to face the attackers and I'd ring the police.I'd tell family, friends or neighbours so they'd have support and I'd be witness in court if they wanted that.
But This is isn't an anonomous stranger, its someone you love with all your heart, who you share a life with, you've both always helped each other out before, in the ways you know and are familiar with.
And what do you do in the face of the knowledge of this attack? Nothing!! At least it feels like nothing.
You don't tell a soul because that adds to the crime. You just listen. and inside you feel.....fury (at the agressor and every goddamned person who didn't protect him), depths of compassion you didn't know you had, a weird sort of maternal protectiveness that you don't recognise, overwhelming love, an energy to DO something that possesses you, guilt for the times you've scolded him when he's been uncomunicative with your friends,
So.... Lesson Number one. You've got lessons to learn. Lessons you didn't know existed.
It feels like a ship has been launched and you have your own responsibilities for that ship but you don't know what they are. You know it has gaping gashes in the side and you fear it might sink, should you try and mend those gashes. NO, because then he feels controlled. He has to mend them. and if that ship sinks in the meantime.... well... can't think of the words.
Lesson No 2. That fear of it all sinking is big. and it isn't going to go away, not as yet for me anyhow.
Lesson No 3. Your'e best friend is too close to this issue to help you in your time of need, this is the biggest crisis that you've ever had to deal with and you have lost him as your confidant. You can't lean on him like you have in the past, nor can you lean honestly on friends or family because they musn't know. You can ask him what you can do, answer nothing.
This is leaving aside the fact that at first he told you the details, quite easily, about the 9 years of secret unprotected sex with anonomous men you've just found out about. You learn later he can chat because he's zoned out. Later when he's not zoned out he can't get the words out, holds himself and sits so hunched and stiff and frozen you just don't recognise him. But before you learn about zoning out and reenacting, does anger come close to describing what you feel. Not really. You scream at him, you slap his face and you demand he finds the tel No of the local HIV centre so you can make an appointment and you kick him out of the house.
Its days later that you find out about the abuse. Then you learn what guilt really is all about. Then all those feelings of love and protectiveness collide with the anger at him at you.... well frankly I don't know how either of us got through that period.
I'll try to illustate the feelings of uselessness. I read and read and read, good books, helpful books, insightful books. "Ask permission to touch him, don't talk when he speaks, listen. and keep listening... this isn't about you its about him.. OK That makes sense. when he talks I'll listen. A time comes up. he's talking, his pain is palpable and boy am I listening.. he tells me some progress he's made with his therapist and inside I'm leaping up and down, I'm cheerleading him I'm whistleing loud and shouting YES..I'm doing really well,no suggestions, no opinions, all I do is smile and try to look encouraging. He pauses... Are you sure you are not a smiling assassin?? he asks.
Is that lesson No 4? Learn not to smile in a way that makes you look like a killer. No. I'll go shopping and wait until he can trust me.
I don't have much experience of the waiting. Its only been three months and so far we are in and out of crisis I think.
Any insights on the waiting, good people? What is there to look forward to emotionally on that one.
I say this tongue in cheek because inbetween all that pain I can honestly say that the progress, both his and mine has been nothing short of exhilerating. We all talk about small steps but when they happen a shaft of light burns down and your loved one suddenly gets bathed in it. In fact you both get bathed in it. I know we will get there... wherever there may be.. I do know it will be out of the blackness.
Joy and peace are two words I didn't really have in my vocabulary before this. I think thats because I'd never felt them before. Its made me realise you have to go pretty low before you can really see the highs.
I hope that other partners, spouses friends etcc can add their feelings to this post. Its been a breath of air into me to realise that I'm not on my own. I know some of things I did in those early days deserve to be judged but I accept that and the fact remains. I am human. and just trying to love someone the best way I know how. as I said lesson No one. Theres lessons to be learnt.
Tracy